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'cause somebody stole my car radio
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ENDLESSLY. THE CAB.
your friends may think I'm crazy
cause they can only see
I'm not perfect, but I swear-
I'm perfect for you
Edited 2014-08-03 08:30 (UTC)
SUIT AND TIE. justin timberlake.
and as long as i've got my suit and tie
i'mma leave it all on the floor tonight
baby got fixed up to the nines
let me show you a few things
ALL THE STARS IN TEXAS. ludo.
motel bedside, kansas sunlight
tall grass, short dress
star crossed hot nights
linens whisper, wrists held down low
your daddy was a crooked soul
with his heavy hand and bourbon cold
i shot him dead
you hopped in
you were the prettiest thing i've ever stole.
A NIGHT LIKE THIS. caro emerald.
from where you are
you see the smoke start to arise where they play cards
and you walk over softly moving past the guards
the stakes are getting higher
you can feel it in your heart
he calls your bluff
he is the ace you never thought he played that much
and now it's more than just his cards you want to touch
HAWAIIAN ROLLER COASTER RIDE. lilo & stitch.
there's no place that i'd rather be
than on my surfboard out at sea
lingering in the ocean blue
and if i only had one wish come true
i'd surf till the sun sets beyond the horizon
MERCENARY. panic! at the disco.
"hey mister", the bellman said
"i can only recall last night's hotel," i said
so he replies, "then how do you manage?"
"i dodge the blasts and apologize for collateral damage."
THE GAMBLER. fun.
i swear when i grow up,
i won't just buy you a rose
i'll buy the flower shop
and you will never be lonely
[ Unit 004, given the alias of Souji, has heard music before. After all, JUNES plays jingles constantly in its advertisements on the ark, and he's spent his entire life there when he hasn't been sent away for his directive. But they don't stand out in his memory, even when he taps back into his memory banks. Instead, they fade away immediately after he's heard them, hardly having an affect on him. (Not that they have an affect on the population anymore at this point, but the advertisements do their jobs.)
But he's been introduced to real music, since he's met the more outdated model on his exploration assignment. Something memorable, that stirs something in what could be called his heart. Even when he's supposed to be doing his job, or being sent in for a checkup after his return, annoyed by his supposed failure, it doesn't really linger when it comes to Yosuke.
Even though it probably should. Souji isn't sure what to do with him, really, but still he finds himself drawn to him.
Especially when he hears the music playing, something old and lost to the world as they know it. (Considering there isn't really a world for them, though.) He approaches where Yosuke is seated, tilting his head the slightest bit as he stands in front of him and listens to the melody that's coming from... he doesn't actually know. Yosuke must have something to play it, something that isn't his processors. ]
What is that?
But he's been introduced to real music, since he's met the more outdated model on his exploration assignment. Something memorable, that stirs something in what could be called his heart. Even when he's supposed to be doing his job, or being sent in for a checkup after his return, annoyed by his supposed failure, it doesn't really linger when it comes to Yosuke.
Even though it probably should. Souji isn't sure what to do with him, really, but still he finds himself drawn to him.
Especially when he hears the music playing, something old and lost to the world as they know it. (Considering there isn't really a world for them, though.) He approaches where Yosuke is seated, tilting his head the slightest bit as he stands in front of him and listens to the melody that's coming from... he doesn't actually know. Yosuke must have something to play it, something that isn't his processors. ]
What is that?
BAD RITUAL. TIMBER TIMBRE.
and every creak, a trigger
i will think of you with others
i could not smother out that fire in my head
and i saw your levitating chair
i found your long blond hairs
i felt your poltergeist presence
in the frame of the bed
SILLY BOYS. BLUE VAN.
Silly boys
You ran away
Your unemployed
You'd waste away
Silly boys you run away tOo far
Remember this remember where you are
OUR DEAL. BEST COAST.
I wish you would tell me
How you really feel
But you'll never tell me
'Cause that's not our deal
KISS WITH A FIST. FLORENCE + THE MACHINE.
Your slaps don't stick
Your kicks don't hit
So we remain the same
Blood sticks, sweat drips
Break the lock if it don't fit
A kick in the teeth is good for some
A kiss with a fist is better than none
Edited 2014-08-15 01:49 (UTC)
magic. b.o.b ft weezer.
so come one, come all,and see the show tonight
prepare to be astounded no ghost or poltergeist
you know i'm no pinocchio
i never told a lie
so call me mr. magic man
i float on cloud nine
I WON'T DANCE (STEP UP REMIX). FRED ASTAIRE.
I'm like an ocean wave that's bumped on the shore
I won't dance, I won't dance, why would I
I won't dance, how could I
If I hold you in my arms, I won't dance
[ Is Alby a big romantic? Most people wouldn't say he was, and he'd be inclined to agree with them. He isn't unfeeling, of course, because he runs on emotion just as much as he does logic, but he isn't one for grand gestures of romance when the object of his affections knows the extent of said affections. But, sometimes, he goes out of his way to remind her of it.
It's on a whim that he decides to, this time. She leaves for work ahead of him, despite how long it took him to get her to wake up (as per usual), and when he's getting ready to leave, himself, he decides at the very last second to use one of his rarely used sick days to do something special.
A part of him wonders if it's a good thing or not that it takes literally the entire day to set up, but all the same, he does it. Alby goes out and buys flowers, perennials that'll alternate amongst each other-- because amongst the spring and summer stock, he's hidden some plants and flowers that find their bloom in autumn and winter, to maintain that bright color-- and even bouquets from the flower shop for something inside.
By the time he's done, the front yard and the back both have greenery and bright colors woven all throughout the freshly turned soil, and inside there are vases filled with flowers in every room of the house. Alby surveys his work, cleaning his hands of dirt on a rag as he stands on the front porch. Did it cost a great deal of money? Certainly, and it was damn hard work. But he doesn't regret it, not when he knows his Newt so well.
Just one look at her in the morning had told him that she needed something like this, something bright and alive to remind her that her life isn't all darkness. Because he doesn't want to see her as down as she'd been before, when they'd nearly lost her. Alby can't stand the idea of her going through that again. ]
It's on a whim that he decides to, this time. She leaves for work ahead of him, despite how long it took him to get her to wake up (as per usual), and when he's getting ready to leave, himself, he decides at the very last second to use one of his rarely used sick days to do something special.
A part of him wonders if it's a good thing or not that it takes literally the entire day to set up, but all the same, he does it. Alby goes out and buys flowers, perennials that'll alternate amongst each other-- because amongst the spring and summer stock, he's hidden some plants and flowers that find their bloom in autumn and winter, to maintain that bright color-- and even bouquets from the flower shop for something inside.
By the time he's done, the front yard and the back both have greenery and bright colors woven all throughout the freshly turned soil, and inside there are vases filled with flowers in every room of the house. Alby surveys his work, cleaning his hands of dirt on a rag as he stands on the front porch. Did it cost a great deal of money? Certainly, and it was damn hard work. But he doesn't regret it, not when he knows his Newt so well.
Just one look at her in the morning had told him that she needed something like this, something bright and alive to remind her that her life isn't all darkness. Because he doesn't want to see her as down as she'd been before, when they'd nearly lost her. Alby can't stand the idea of her going through that again. ]
[ If you were to ask for a description of stardom, Alby would probably give "tiring." It's still rewarding, of course. He enjoys acting, doesn't mind photoshoots or interviews so much as long as they don't veer into the stupid territory, and conventions have been interesting to hear about from other members of their little cast family, but it doesn't make it any less tiring. The days have been long, filming the movie and then doing all the promo work.
But he doesn't regret it in the least. Not when he's met he people that he has, though one especially. One that he sits with, now, fussing over as they drive up to the red carpet for the premiere showing. They're dressed to the nines and, honestly? Newt looks good. He looks really good.
There's always talk of costars dating one another after they work together on projects for an extended period of time. Well, turns out it was pretty accurate for this particular cast. Not that it took very long for he and Newt to get together, considering the amount of chemistry they wound up having on set and pouring into their characters. But Newt is something else, and it wasn't as if Alby could've really resisted falling head over heels for him. ]
Thought you were supposed to be good at cleaning yourself up? [ Alby reaches out, loosening the knot of Newt's tie so that he can adjust it properly, slowly fixing it. It's half to tidy him up before they get to the premiere, half an excuse to touch him. ]
But he doesn't regret it in the least. Not when he's met he people that he has, though one especially. One that he sits with, now, fussing over as they drive up to the red carpet for the premiere showing. They're dressed to the nines and, honestly? Newt looks good. He looks really good.
There's always talk of costars dating one another after they work together on projects for an extended period of time. Well, turns out it was pretty accurate for this particular cast. Not that it took very long for he and Newt to get together, considering the amount of chemistry they wound up having on set and pouring into their characters. But Newt is something else, and it wasn't as if Alby could've really resisted falling head over heels for him. ]
Thought you were supposed to be good at cleaning yourself up? [ Alby reaches out, loosening the knot of Newt's tie so that he can adjust it properly, slowly fixing it. It's half to tidy him up before they get to the premiere, half an excuse to touch him. ]
[ it's kind of odd to imagine that premiere night is here. the movie had been their project for four months of filming, then months more of press junkets afterwards; though newt had only known alby and thomas and minho and all the rest for a year or so, it felt like longer then that. the so called gladers had formed a tight, familiar bond, and newt had gone from hating hollywood, from a dangerous, dangerous place to falling in love with it like he had when he first started.
so, it had been a good thing for him, all and all. newt gamely went to the conventions, took pictures with the fans (was often complimented by them, if called an old man affectionately, he thinks, on the internet every now and then) and got something out of the movie he hadn't really expected. his romantic interest (subtle, the director had told him; they wouldn't be outright, but it was designed to be read that he was in love with the other leader) turned out to be a lot more than just a character. newt found himself falling for alby as much as their characters did, and when they kissed for the first time out of character, it was thirty times the spark.
here they were, now, in the backseat of a limo together, alone. it'd be their first real event as a couple, so to speak--no one had even speculated that something might have been going on with them, yet, so it would be a doozy--but newt can't really find himself nervous as alby messes with his tie. it makes butterflies surge in his chest and he scoffs, lightly, looking down at the scant space between them (eyes flickering to look at his mouth.) ] My stylist'd tell you the exact opposite.
You clean up nice, though. [ good god does he. ] Ladies're gonna be all over you the whole time.
so, it had been a good thing for him, all and all. newt gamely went to the conventions, took pictures with the fans (was often complimented by them, if called an old man affectionately, he thinks, on the internet every now and then) and got something out of the movie he hadn't really expected. his romantic interest (subtle, the director had told him; they wouldn't be outright, but it was designed to be read that he was in love with the other leader) turned out to be a lot more than just a character. newt found himself falling for alby as much as their characters did, and when they kissed for the first time out of character, it was thirty times the spark.
here they were, now, in the backseat of a limo together, alone. it'd be their first real event as a couple, so to speak--no one had even speculated that something might have been going on with them, yet, so it would be a doozy--but newt can't really find himself nervous as alby messes with his tie. it makes butterflies surge in his chest and he scoffs, lightly, looking down at the scant space between them (eyes flickering to look at his mouth.) ] My stylist'd tell you the exact opposite.
You clean up nice, though. [ good god does he. ] Ladies're gonna be all over you the whole time.
[ yosuke (simply just a yosuke model-- no special names for him) probably shouldn't have held onto a walkman of all things. being on cleaning duty of the planet meant that he found a lot of useless junk that people left behind, but his little walkman had become his constant companion while he stabbed at trash and tried to put it somewhere neat. up until he'd gone up into space (on accident, sort of), that'd been all he really did--listen to bad music on his walkman and pick up trash.
but then, souji came into his life. souji was fancy and new and so handsome, and yosuke was taken to him pretty much immediately; they became friends (sort of) when souji came to the other world, and yosuke tried not to make a total ass of himself every time he was nearby (and failed). but, now that he'd followed souji up into space because he thought you were dead, dude, he's kind of stuck twiddling his thumbs until they A) go back, B) find souji's assignment, or C) none of the above.
so, he's turned his headphones on. they're really a pair of speakers, rigged up by himself from some junk he found laying around the JUNES in the city he'd been working in, and was listening to one of the three cds he had. though it wasn't so much his taste--at least, he thought that, though he wasn't sure if he could actual ascertain "taste"--it plays anyway, a tinny recording of a song that yosuke doesn't know the name of, but he likes the way it sounds, how catchy it is.
souji startles him, and he looks up from where he's got his hands laced between his knees, listening. ] What? [ it occurs to him a second later what he means. ] Oh...it's a Walkman. I found it. Waaay before your time, huh? [ and way before his too, but. ]
Here, man, take a listen. [ he smiles, easily, and stands up to join him, then takes the headphones off from around his neck, putting them over souji's ears. ]
but then, souji came into his life. souji was fancy and new and so handsome, and yosuke was taken to him pretty much immediately; they became friends (sort of) when souji came to the other world, and yosuke tried not to make a total ass of himself every time he was nearby (and failed). but, now that he'd followed souji up into space because he thought you were dead, dude, he's kind of stuck twiddling his thumbs until they A) go back, B) find souji's assignment, or C) none of the above.
so, he's turned his headphones on. they're really a pair of speakers, rigged up by himself from some junk he found laying around the JUNES in the city he'd been working in, and was listening to one of the three cds he had. though it wasn't so much his taste--at least, he thought that, though he wasn't sure if he could actual ascertain "taste"--it plays anyway, a tinny recording of a song that yosuke doesn't know the name of, but he likes the way it sounds, how catchy it is.
souji startles him, and he looks up from where he's got his hands laced between his knees, listening. ] What? [ it occurs to him a second later what he means. ] Oh...it's a Walkman. I found it. Waaay before your time, huh? [ and way before his too, but. ]
Here, man, take a listen. [ he smiles, easily, and stands up to join him, then takes the headphones off from around his neck, putting them over souji's ears. ]
[ Maybe Souji should've been agitated when Yosuke disrupted his assignment, but honestly there'd been some sort of charm to the older model. He was fun to talk to, and brought him out of his shell when he'd been so used to being by himself. His unit didn't really interact much with people or other androids, so he just accepted that he would be, well. Lonely. Having company had him suddenly realizing that it wasn't all that great, really.
So he's reluctant to send him off anywhere, though the fact that Yosuke kind of gets into trouble when left by himself... it's encouragement to keep an eye on him. They'll send him back to the surface (maybe) if his directive is completed (maybe, they have no idea where the plant went at this point and it's kind of frustrating to think about, so he tries not to think about it).
Tilting his head a little, he only nods it after the second question. Music, technically, also qualifies as before his time. But that's about to change apparently. He straightens as Yosuke gets to his feet, but then goes still as he brings the headphones up to put over his ears, blinking once, twice, three times as the sound filters in.
Slowly, his hands come up to cover the muffs, and he just... listens. ]
So he's reluctant to send him off anywhere, though the fact that Yosuke kind of gets into trouble when left by himself... it's encouragement to keep an eye on him. They'll send him back to the surface (maybe) if his directive is completed (maybe, they have no idea where the plant went at this point and it's kind of frustrating to think about, so he tries not to think about it).
Tilting his head a little, he only nods it after the second question. Music, technically, also qualifies as before his time. But that's about to change apparently. He straightens as Yosuke gets to his feet, but then goes still as he brings the headphones up to put over his ears, blinking once, twice, three times as the sound filters in.
Slowly, his hands come up to cover the muffs, and he just... listens. ]
[ In the end, he's pretty sure what makes this place worthwhile is the little family that he's wound up procuring. His character in the film had already been designated an older brother, or at least that was the intent to it, but the fans had gone wild with the information and the clips that they were fed, and decided that he had a more fatherly feel to him. And then they'd jumped on Newt's, immediately dubbing him the motherly one, and, well.
They're not far off. The subtle romance underlying the two characters enhanced their roles in the plot quite a bit, and it was the exact dynamic that they had going for them. Which carried over to them, where they're not even out to the public yet. Tonight would be the night for it, but they'll all probably be paying mind to Minho and Thomas, who were so far from subtle about wanting into each others' pants from the start.
At least they do subtle. ]
Considerin' all the "old man" clothes you've got. [ The tease is light, as he finishes fixing the tie up, dark fingers a stark contrast to the pale throat they brush against just lightly. He's not blind, he notices the way Newt's brown eyes lower to look at his mouth, and he just quirks an amused smile at him. ] Figure they're going to be disappointed, though. Got a date for the night, so I can't really pay 'em any mind.
They're not far off. The subtle romance underlying the two characters enhanced their roles in the plot quite a bit, and it was the exact dynamic that they had going for them. Which carried over to them, where they're not even out to the public yet. Tonight would be the night for it, but they'll all probably be paying mind to Minho and Thomas, who were so far from subtle about wanting into each others' pants from the start.
At least they do subtle. ]
Considerin' all the "old man" clothes you've got. [ The tease is light, as he finishes fixing the tie up, dark fingers a stark contrast to the pale throat they brush against just lightly. He's not blind, he notices the way Newt's brown eyes lower to look at his mouth, and he just quirks an amused smile at him. ] Figure they're going to be disappointed, though. Got a date for the night, so I can't really pay 'em any mind.
[ newt's smiling when alby's in his space--he can't really help it. alby does something that no one else has been able to do for a long time (and thomas and minho, too, to a point, but not nearly as much as alby did). he helps him smile again, makes his creaky, battered old heart beat back to life until he can feel something warm and gooey twisting up in his chest, and that's more than he can ever ask for. with alby he can laugh; with alby he can cry. it's the ability to feel again, to make the whole world right itself proper on its access, and when the two of them are together?
well, it leaves newt smiling more often than not.
he leans in towards alby naturally, his small fingers finding their way to his lapels to give them a good tug, and he aims that grin at him now, squinting up an eye shut with the force of it. ] A date, huh. Who's the lucky shuck?
[ of course he knows the answer already; his tone's all playful. ]
well, it leaves newt smiling more often than not.
he leans in towards alby naturally, his small fingers finding their way to his lapels to give them a good tug, and he aims that grin at him now, squinting up an eye shut with the force of it. ] A date, huh. Who's the lucky shuck?
[ of course he knows the answer already; his tone's all playful. ]
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